Sunday, November 14, 2010

Bad Religion by Kathleen Scott - Now Available at Loose Id

Kree Janus is a sexual mystic.

As the head of the Order of Sopha, it is her sworn duty to ensure her religion continues under the threat of genocide. Trapped in a warehouse by one of the theocrats' enforcers, a Druma warrior who hunts by pheromones, Kree is captured and taken to a secret hideout away from the long arm of the guards. Kree’s survival depends on the plans of her sworn enemy, a man who brings all her sensual desires and pleasures raging to the surface, even in the face of peril.

Eavan desMort is a Druma warrior.

Contracted as an enforcer for the theocratic council, he has taken an assignment to bring in the Sophite premier, Kree Janus, for execution. Eavan has plans of his own. Charged by his people to bring Kree to their settlement, he has taken vows to die for her if necessary. Nothing, however, prepares him for the overwhelming call of her flesh. It is a temptation that could mean the very loss of his honor if he gives in.


He rubbed a spot in the middle of her forehead. Instantly, her eyes felt heavy. She fought the lethargy back. There was no way in hell she’d fall to sleep without some better explanation than his enigmatic smiles and the flash of sexy golden eyes.

Weapons as effective as those were going to see to her downfall. There were defenses she could raise to keep his seductive powers from touching her, but she doubted they’d work. Not when she already felt the wet slide of arousal between her legs when she moved them.

The worst part was fastened around her neck. There was no way to remove the security collar without setting off an alarm on her captor’s wristband. There had to be a way to get it off and escape before he delivered her into her fate. She’d not accept defeat. Her sisters under Sopha would haunt her for eternity.

“If you want my cooperation, you have to earn it.”

That made him laugh. “I don’t think it’s up to you at this point.”

Kree’s heart stopped. If his smile and eyes were seductive, his laugh was death itself. She fell into the spell of animation that lit his features.

“Is this how you mean to torture me?”

The amusement faded.

Tension hung thick in the air between them.

“No, I have something much better in mind.”


Eavan’s blood had already grown so hot it moved like burning lava through his veins. Torture her? He’d cherish her until his dying breath. But she didn’t need to know that yet.

Initiating her to the ways of the Druma would be very enjoyable. He only hoped he’d get the chance. After all he’d done to capture and secure her, he’d hate like all the hells for her to fall under the spell of one of his fellow warriors.

He traced a finger down her cheek. “I already know how you’ll taste.”

Her gaze flew to his.

If sin had a shape it would be her lips. They were soft and wide with the barest pout to the lower one.

He ran his thumb across it. “The theocrats would love to get their hands on you.”
“Are you planning to ransom me to them?”

“The thought never crossed my mind.” He let his fingers move lower, down her throat to her collarbone. Every inch of her skin felt like silk under his fingertips.

“How long has it been since you’ve enjoyed a man’s touch?”

Even as her eyes flashed defiance, her back arched off the bed, lifting her breasts closer to him. “I’ve met no men worthy enough to touch me in a long while.”

Eavan smiled. Even if she meant it as an insult, the fact she’d been with no man recently sent need pulsing through his body. The Sophites used their sentries for sexual favors like most people used air to breathe. He sensed her words were all bravado or insult.

He let his fingers roam lower. The deep vee of her shirt ended at the apex of her cleavage. His gaze followed the trail of his hand. Her nipples stood out behind the fabric, inviting him to feel.

He didn’t disappoint.


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Tierney O'Malley said...

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MK Mancos/Kathleen Scott/Kate Davison said...

Typical. I finally get more than one comment and one is a spam and the other is asking about it. It's a sad day in Mudville.

And I was soooo happy about this release. Rather anti-climatic now.

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